Too stubborn to die, yet too fucked to live
What then, when you don't want to feel anything anymore?
Mortification of the soul, through mental flagellation
I will walk among you a breathing corpse, an empty fucking husk
Undying
Living only for shallow pleasure, dancing in the light of burning bridges
"He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man"
Unfeeling..
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